Satish Verma

Veteran Poet - 1,431 Points (5-6-1935)

One Summer Moon - Poem by Satish Verma

It was getting dark.
The silence starts speaking
to me in a whisper
for the sake of secrecy.

Right now,
the violence will start
between the summer night
and a brilliant moon.
I sit in a corner
to watch the milk spilling.

And then, after couple of hours
an anonymous call from
a cuckoo in distress. Somewhere
a dry twig snaps off. Something
is tossed in air. A shadow pokes
at moon to return the favour.

The dawn, drops the veil!


Comments about One Summer Moon by Satish Verma

There is no comment submitted by members..



Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?



Poem Submitted: Monday, May 13, 2013

Poem Edited: Friday, September 13, 2013


[Hata Bildir]